Daisy's eyes widened.

She fixed her gaze on him. “Albert, I despise that name. Jeslyn, Jessie... Why's our child's name so much like hers? You pine for Jessie every day, yearning to reunite with her, don't you? Albert, you don't hate me but I hate you."

Albert remained indifferent.

With pity in his eyes, he spoke softly. "Truth is, you're much like my old self. You didn't understand love, just fooled around. But I eventually learned to love, though I couldn't hold onto her. So I set her free. With Jessie, I felt something I never knew before—love.

Yes, I named our child. And it's just because I miss Jessie. But you?

You couldn't care less about that child. You're not interested in anything about her, are you? But I'll show more mercy than you.

Before you go, I'll let you meet your child. Well, I should say I'll let her meet you.

But children's memory's limited. She'll forget your face in time."

“She'll remember her nanny, her teachers, every kind woman around her in her life; everyone but not you," Albert said gently.

He wielded Daisy's greatest mistake like a dagger, plunging it into her heart.

"In my mind, Jeslyn is my child with Jessie. She's got nothing to do with you. Truth is, I never cared much about physical stuff. If I did, I wouldn't have only fallen for Jessie after all those flings," he asserted.

Daisy closed her eyes in resignation.

She surrendered.

The nanny arrived with Jeslyn, but the meeting between Jeslyn and Daisy was brief. Albert soon whisked Jeslyn away, shielding her from the distressing sight.

As expected, Jeslyn didn't recognize the woman on the bed.

Daisy breathed her last at nine in the evening.

Albert arranged an elaborate funeral for Daisy, though he opted not to bury her in the Waston family plot. Instead, he found another resting place for her. After all, they were once husband and wife.

The Fowler family had ties to the Wastons, and Melissa, Albert's former colleague, received the news. She was going to Heron.

Having coffee with Jessie, Melissa answered the call. After she hung up, she murmured softly, “Albert's wife has passed away."

Melissa fixed her gaze on Jessie.